Lunar Chronicles Funny Quotes

A kiss from the Captain would probably melt my central processor.” Thorne winked at her. “Oh trust me. It would.

I passed out from stress? That’s it?” “I believe the princess term is fainted,” said Thorne.

You mean she doesn’t intend to blow me up before the ceremony?” said Kai, taking the box. “How disappointing.

Greenwich is a funny word, isn't it? All green and witchy. Like soup.

I don't compute.

The queen's eyes smouldered. "I know my own kind when I see them, and right now there is one in these city walls." She pointed a finger toward the balcony."I want her found and brought to me." "Right," said Kai,"that'll be no problem in a city of two and a half million people. Let me just go dig out my special Lunar detector, and I'll get right on that.

Sorry, sorry, don’t mind me, coming through, oh why hello there—” This to a particularly handsome Kai look-alike droid, which had no more reaction than any of the others. “Or not,” she muttered, brushing past him. “Pardon me, a little space, please?

In case you don't recognize me, I happen to be good friends with Princess Selene. I'm willing to guess you've heard of-" "Apprehend her." "I guess you have.

He gave Cress a quick farewell embrace,then pulled Iko into a hug. Iko squeaked, frozen.When Kai pulled away,Iko looked from him,to Cinder, then back.Her eyes suddenly rolled up into her head and she collapsed onto the floor.

The cybernetic operation?" "No, the sex change." The doctor's smile faltered. "I'm joking.

Aaaaw," squealed Iko. "Did Wold just say he loves Scarlet? That's so cute!" Scarlet cringed. "He did not - that wasn't -" She balled her fists against her sides. "Can we get back to these soldiers that are being rounded up, please?" "Is she blushing? She sounds like she's blushing." "She's blushing." Thorne confirmed, shiffling the cards. "Actually, Wolf is also looking a little flustered -

With a nod, Thorne started down the street. 'This way.' Five steps later, he paused, pondered, turned around. 'No, no, this way.' 'We're dead.' 'No, I've got it now. It's this way.' 'Don't you have an address?' 'A captain always knows where his ship is. It's like a psychic bond.' 'If only we had a captain here.' He ignored her, marching down the street with spectacular confidence.

When they reached a maintenance closet, Iko ushered the escort-droid inside. “I want you to know that I hold nothing against you,” she said, by way of introduction. “I understand that it isn’t your fault your programmer had so little imagination.” The escort-droid held her gaze with empty eyes. “In another life, we could have been sisters, and I feel it’s important to acknowledge that.” A blank stare. A blink, every six seconds. “But as it stands, I’m a part of an important mission right now, and I cannot be swayed from my goal by my sympathy for androids who are less advanced than myself.” Nothing. “All right then.” Iko held out her hands. “I need your clothes.

You're asking the cyborg fugitive and the wild animal to be the welcoming committee? That's adorable.

He asked what she was in for and complimented the find workmanship of her metal extremities, but she ignored him, making him briefly question if he'd been separated from the female population for so long that he could be losing his charm. But that seemed unlikely.

Well," Cinder finally grumbled. "I guess that was pretty fast thinking." A relieved grin filled up Thorne's face. "We're having another moment, aren't we?" "If by a moment, you mean me not wanting to strangle you for the first time since we met, than I guess we are.

There was an edge to his expression, like he didn't trust anyone who was more attractive than he was.

[He] spat. Literally spat on this gorgeous tile floor. "EW!" Iko cried, "You heathen!

listen carefully, as this may be something of a shock to you." "A shock? You mean all that was just the precursor?

Is that all hair?!

I am a criminal mastermind,” she murmured, “and I’m here to take down this regime.” Thorne grinned at her. “That’s my line.” “I know,” she said. “I stole it.

No one in this palace is as beautiful as you think they are. It’s all just mind control.” Thorne grinned and squeezed her closer against his side. “I’m fairly certain there’s at least one exception to that rule.” Cress rolled her eyes. “Yeah. Thaumaturges.” He laughed and dropped his arm, though she wasn’t sure what was funny.